Sitting by the palm tree
Enjoying in a castle in the sky.
Waiting for the malady
Of my lost sentiment to pass by.

Sanctity of my mind
Fell in perdition
When my dreams had almost come true
Dream to experience that sensation.

That feel of butterflies
rummaging through my skin all cold
That obscure smile on my face
For a reason untold.

Guess it was a lesson
very well versed
Taught me I was a victim
To feelings unheard.

I’m sure to be wary since
I’ve seen the sober charm of dreamy days
I’ve realised that solitude
Is the only path to absolute solace.





© HennaG